I sat there on my couch all night And waited for one to come out These things are hard to catch you… If you move they scatter about Finally it poked out it’s nose

Who cares when you dance It’s not to the beat Your claps aren’t timed And you stomp your feet Be the first to dance

Large heels Small meals The life of an actress Long scripts Thin hips

In a corner alone Sat the chair with the teeth Locked away far From anyones reach If you sat down

I covered it in blankets Even gave it a thermometer I called up my doctor To see if he could save my monitor He said he’s no repair man

I know there must be some place aw… A place to call home that’s drive… An old log home, where friends wai… A hammock waiting on the beach nea… A t.v playing reruns of an old fav…

Today I wore my bikini out To every single store I got so much attention You couldn’t ask for more But I was a little upset

they sed you need edukashen two go sumwear in life but thats a joke just look at me ive made it here alrite

You can hide it in make up But I know it’s still there A face designed Only to scare You can try to distract me

His pencil would not write No matter how much he would scold… “It’s not about the pencil boy” “It’s about the one who holds it”